MaryDunne
12-10-2007, 12:27 PM
you get (sort of) rejected by someone who is no good for you anyway?
Long story short: I had a really fun and satisfying one night stand with this guy. He called the next day and wanted to get together again. I was going out of town for a week, so we did not see each other again until 2 weeks after the first encounter. The second encounter sucked:
1) He talked about himself the entire time. Topics ranged from all the money he has made, how close he once came to making a million dollars, cool stuff he bought with his money, all the women he has slept with, the women who wanted to sleep with him but whom he turned down, what a great cook he is [despite the crappy dinner that he actually made for me that night], and just generally how amazing of a guy he is.
2) He drank an entire bottle of wine by himself over dinner. I am a non-drinker so I’m not sure, but it seemed like a lot.
3) When it came to hitting the sheets, he proposed all kinds of, er, unconventional activities (some gross and definitely involving unsafe practices), and every time I said no, he’d just suggest another one. He got kind of impatient and cranky when he figured out that I really and truly wasn’t game for any of them. I suspect that he has been exposed to WAY too much Internet p**n and doesn’t quite understand that it’s not real.
4) He was far less interested in making sure I had fun than the first time.
Now, I thought I had done a pretty good job of keeping it clear in my head that it was just a fling. I think the oxytocin got the upper hand in the morning when I allowed myself to attempt some spooning. (Staying over was his idea; I stayed only because I was exhausted and it was a cold night.) He suggested going somewhere for breakfast but I opted just to go home. He dropped me off at my place and that was that.
Ugh. I KNOW this guy is bad news and has a kajillion red flags but even so… I’m kind of disappointed that he hasn’t called me. I keep wanting to call him, thinking I can somehow get some answers to what the h#ll happened. I know that’s a bad idea. It’s taking me longer to get over the fling than to have the fling itself. It’s stupid, but there it is.
Long story short: I had a really fun and satisfying one night stand with this guy. He called the next day and wanted to get together again. I was going out of town for a week, so we did not see each other again until 2 weeks after the first encounter. The second encounter sucked:
1) He talked about himself the entire time. Topics ranged from all the money he has made, how close he once came to making a million dollars, cool stuff he bought with his money, all the women he has slept with, the women who wanted to sleep with him but whom he turned down, what a great cook he is [despite the crappy dinner that he actually made for me that night], and just generally how amazing of a guy he is.
2) He drank an entire bottle of wine by himself over dinner. I am a non-drinker so I’m not sure, but it seemed like a lot.
3) When it came to hitting the sheets, he proposed all kinds of, er, unconventional activities (some gross and definitely involving unsafe practices), and every time I said no, he’d just suggest another one. He got kind of impatient and cranky when he figured out that I really and truly wasn’t game for any of them. I suspect that he has been exposed to WAY too much Internet p**n and doesn’t quite understand that it’s not real.
4) He was far less interested in making sure I had fun than the first time.
Now, I thought I had done a pretty good job of keeping it clear in my head that it was just a fling. I think the oxytocin got the upper hand in the morning when I allowed myself to attempt some spooning. (Staying over was his idea; I stayed only because I was exhausted and it was a cold night.) He suggested going somewhere for breakfast but I opted just to go home. He dropped me off at my place and that was that.
Ugh. I KNOW this guy is bad news and has a kajillion red flags but even so… I’m kind of disappointed that he hasn’t called me. I keep wanting to call him, thinking I can somehow get some answers to what the h#ll happened. I know that’s a bad idea. It’s taking me longer to get over the fling than to have the fling itself. It’s stupid, but there it is.